Amid chants of "let's go METZ!" a figure emerged onto the stage donning a familiar giant baseball head and put to rest one of the longest running jokes involving Shea Stadium and this Toronto band. What followed was a raucous set that induced so much headbanging that had the real Mr. Met been in attendence he would have left with a serious neck injury. METZ are often compared to some alt rock giants of the late 80s & early 90s and I'm confident in saying they can comfortably stand up to those claims. The songs may seem simple (and to an extent they are) but this works in METZ's favor. The rhythmtic ascpects of the songs are given such precedence that the band has METZ's overwhelmingly percussive nature. So while similar bands sometimes have a tendency to give in to sludgey self-indulgence, METZ never allows for such distractions. The songs lock you into their grooves and above all are just plain fun to listen to. The kids on 4/16/13 seemed to agree - these guys are more than worthy of the name METZ. -LC